Beit Rose Hotel
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... to return to it. It’s an amazing place, the people are lovely and we were craving one more look around the souqs.
After two weeks away it seemed that nothing much had changed in Damascus. Everyone’s going about their daily business, there are just as many traders on the streets selling everything under the sun, the roads are just as chaotic and the people are just as friendly, generous and reassuring.
The only change ...
... Little did I know that this place was on the far end of town. And they waddled like penguins. And they stared, noses upward, mouths open, at anything remotely interesting, pointing and explaining to me "very old, very famous."
We slowly waddled past a seemingly endless variety of street vendors. Shwarma stands with their charcoal kissed meat taunted me, men stood around roadside carts, laughing as they pushed handfuls of fresh fava beans ...
“Hello! How are you?” beamed the ten-year-old boy who’d rushed up to us. He was with three friends, all dressed in their brand new Eid clothes. Each of them also sported a gun which they were waving about freely. But these weren’t real guns, of course, but toy ones that could shoot tiny little plastic pellets. Seemingly every small boy in Damascus had been given one for Eid because they were everywhere. After we’d replied that we were okay, ...
... far, appears to be negative, but I began with the heat (and the mosquitoes) because it really does frame the day. You wake up with it, you live with it and you sleep with it. Everything you do, is with it, or worked cleverly so as to avoid it with the constant understanding that you will encounter it despite all your best efforts. It does not mean that Damascus isn't beautiful or thoroughly enjoyable, it just means it's hot. Really hot.
The old city in Damascus is surrounded ...
... a grand hotel, God and GFC willing, but it is more like an archaeological dig, and pretty scary, with a lot of the structure propped up with temporary or permanent steel columns. You can see in places where the architects have experimented with colours, finishes and patterns. We tip our guide, and then head back through the spice souk to home, taking the way around the Umayyad Mosque where we got lost last time we tried it.
On the way back ...